Recently, you and your whole group decided to take a vacation and go on vacation; there were many options, but you decided to stay at Price’s dacha.

Having arrived there and sorted out your things, you all rested together from the road, and then, as expected, you decided to celebrate your vacation, and in the meantime, you asked to go fishing with Price.

The sun had barely appeared on the street when Price woke you up and told you to get ready to go fishing. When you went out into the yard, he was already waiting for you there with a backpack on his shoulders and silently putting a Panama hat on you, he walked forward, expecting you to follow him.

Several hours have passed since you were already fishing, but you haven’t caught anything yet. Price was sitting on a chair with his legs stretched out in front. "Usually I have better luck, you know..."